West Bowles Community Church

Today we honor the mothers out there.

The ones up early and the ones up all night. The ones whose kids are grown, the ones still waiting, the ones who longed for children that didn’t come. The ones who lost theirs too soon and the ones grieving their own mothers today. The ones who mother without the title and the ones who showed us what love looks like. The ones still learning.

For some of you, today is joy. For some, it’s ache. For some, it’s both. We see you, we love you, and we thank God for you today.

Ruth was a widow with empty hands and no future. She went out hoping to gather what someone else had left behind.

What she didn’t know: the field she stumbled into was already full. Already had a redeemer in it. Already had grain set aside for her by hands she’d never see.

That field is a picture of where the supply for the people in your life actually comes from.

You have a field: a job, a marriage, a Tuesday morning, a season you didn’t choose. A Redeemer is already in it, leaving you something. You just have to look.

When you look around your field and gather up his faithfulness, you gain something to offer others’ emptiness.

Make room.

Not when everything’s figured out or when the timing is right. Now, in the fading part, the uncertain part, the part where you’ve mostly stopped asking.

That’s where Jesus does his best work.

Yesterday two disciples walked the same road twice.

Once in despair, and once on fire. Nothing about their circumstances changed. Everything about their interpretation did.

Seven miles in one direction, convinced it was over. Seven miles back, knowing it wasn’t.

That’s what a risen Savior does.

More in tomorrow’s weekly devotional (link in bio).